Cross My Tigress Face the Wrath

Stella sat on her bed, clutching her phone, while Ronald lounged on the nearby couch, sipping from a mug.

On the other end of the line, Mrs. Lugar's concerned voice crackled through, "That little rascal, I always suspected he didn't have the best intentions with you. Oh, honey, are you okay? Are you scared?" "Mom, I..."

"Wait till you come back to Ferrowland. I'll give him a piece of my mind. I swear I'll set him straight."

Stella blinked, puzzled, glancing over at Ronald, whose presence was both calming and a little intimidating.

Mrs. Lugar continued speaking, but Stella's heart was already filled with warmth. Ronald had mentioned he'd already spoken to her mother, yet Stella had still been on edge. Her mom's opinion meant the world to her.

After all, Ronald wasn't just anyone- he was the heir to the prestigious Lugar family and the head of the Quinn family. His wife had to be someone from an equally prominent lineage.

Back in Ferrowland, her mother had often nudged her towards various eligible heiresses, likely in preparation for a future alliance.

Yet now, her attitude...

"Mom, aren't you upset with me?" Stella asked softly, her voice quivering with emotion, tears threatening to spill over.

be so

blinked, caught

What? This wasn't...

sorting out the marriage certificate tomorrow," she added quickly, seizing the moment to mention their plans. Ronald raised an

voice erupted, "What? He said he's getting the certificate? Just

agreed to it?" Mrs. Lugar's tone shot up, nearly a

heart skipped

"Can't...can't I agree?"

so

over to Stella. Before Mrs. Lugar could continue, he gently took the phone from Stella's

said I shouldn't just agree to

hands cradled her head, pulling

his embrace, her earlier worries about her mother's reaction fading in

passed, and about ten minutes later, Ronald finally released

giggled. "Mom seemed more upset with you

smirked, playfully